Chapter eight hundred and ninety seventh soldier's glory
Wan Lin shook his head and walked to the two wounded people. He saw Xiaoya and Lingling squatting on the ground and busy retreat them. The injured team members on the battlefield just performed a simple bandage to stop bleeding. Now the team stopped Xiaoya and wanted to retreat them quickly. Disposal of wounds
Xiaoya heard the footsteps beside her and looked up and saw Wan Lin coming. She looked up and down carefully at Wan Lin's body. She saw that there were no scars and then she relaxed and said quietly: "These two team members were all hit by the enemy's rockets. Fortunately, the bulletproof vest blocked most of the attack shrapnel, but the injuries on the legs and arms are very serious. The other five team members are all minor injuries caused by bullets or shrapnel. I have dealt with them."
In the fierce battle, Xiaoya's heart was hanging, and now she finally stopped, but she was busy dealing with the wounded, so she really had no time to check whether Wan Lin was injured. Now she was relieved to see him safely.
Wan Lin felt Xiaoya's concerned gaze and nodded slightly and told the two wounded not to worry about turning around and walking to the three sacrificed team members lying on the grass.
Qi Dong was squatting in front of the three sacrificed team members, staring motionlessly at the three team members lying quietly on the hillside with tears in their eyes.
Wan Lin came to the three team members and suddenly put his feet together and looked straight at the three young team members.
The three team members who died were two men and one woman. The organization of a combat team was on the way to retreat. Wan Lin had heard from Qidong that the three people were flying out of the valley when they were shooting at the enemy in the valley on the hillside in front of the valley. The rocket hit none of the three people and survived two seriously injured players. They were also injured in the explosion.
Qidong saw Wan Lin stand up silently, open his mouth and choked and said, "The leopard head is right... I'm sorry for me... I didn't protect them. I was dereliction of duty. You... You should punish me." As he said that, the tears in his eyes finally flowed down.
This mighty and majestic soldier was not afraid of being seriously injured in the rain of bullets. He was still commanding the battle. He gritted his teeth and refused the anesthetic when he was sewing the wound, but he left tears of regret in front of several new team members who died.
Wan Lin looked up at Qidong's thick gauze on his face and patted his shoulders slowly. He turned around and glanced at the new team members next to him.
Wan Lin knew that Qidong had tried his best in the battle with such a huge gap in troops. The team members turned to see Wan Lin's eyes and sat up silently, lowered their eyes and tugged their heads between their legs.
They seemed afraid to look up and see a deep sob of sobs from a few sacrificed comrades.
Wan Lin looked at these new team members with emotion and experienced such a cruel fierce battle. He saw his close teammates who helped each other day and night fall beside him. They must not be able to bear this feeling of sorrow in their hearts. He himself It was also the heart-wrenching feeling of losing a comrade from a new soldier.
He raised his hand and took out his towel from his bag and walked to a stream next to him. He squatted down and soaked the towel in his hand, then stood up and twisted it twice, silently walked to the three dead team members, squatting down and slowly wiped it. The blood stains and smoke on their faces were slow and gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up a few sleeping team members; his eyes were deep, and he was solemnly circling with crystal tears.
Wan Lin still clearly remembers the performance of these team members on the training ground. The instructors who followed him and the others seemed to be in front of him.
The team members sitting around all raised their faces silently, and each team member's eyes flashed with tears. They looked at the gentle movement of the leopard head and couldn't stop flowing down.
"Wow" A loud cry suddenly sounded from the female team members Wu Xueying and Wen Meng finally couldn't help crying. They stood up and ran to Wan Lin, bent down and snatched the towel from his hand. The men and women knelt in front of the three comrades who died, and the female team members also cried at the same time. They ran over and pushed Wan Lin away. They all knelt in front of the three comrades who died.
The female team members cried and gently tidied up the remains of several teammates. They wiped their faces gently with towels. A string of crystal tears sprinkled on the three sacrificed comrades.
Wan Lin stood silently and stared at the sad team members with heavy eyes and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Isn't it just that I have sacrificed a few comrades in my arms? What they sacrificed today is that they may be you and I will protect my family tomorrow. It’s no big deal to defend the country and sacrifice our lives for the country.”
Wan Lin's voice suddenly increased: "Who made us soldiers die in battle on the battlefield, horses and corpses are wrapped in horses. This is a soldier, a soldier's glory. This is a fearless warrior's glory. The battlefield is the best destination for us soldiers. Remember that we are doing our country. And they died in battle on the battlefield of fighting for the country. This is their glory. They stand attentively. Salute to the martyrs.
Wan Lin's words are sonorous and powerful, every word is pounding the players' eardrums. All the players stood up suddenly. Tears are still hanging on their faces, but the sad expression on their faces has become solemn. ,Soerful, Strong
The word "fight for the country" on the Leopard Head is like a heavy hammer hitting them in their hearts. They can die in battle on the battlefield of fighting for the country. This is the glorious life of every soldier and every special forces member since ancient times. Whoever dies is dead. They are soldiers and special forces soldiers. Their place is to defend their country. Their blood suddenly boils. Following the leopard head, he suddenly raised his right hand and saluted his comrades.
The river water beside him was rushing, and the roaring surging forward. The huge sound of flowing water echoed in the mountains as if following the solemn soldiers to pay tribute to the warriors who died in battle.
"After the ceremony," Wan Lin shouted loudly and raised his head and stared at a group of solemn members and shouted loudly: "Remember that the enemies behind us will never give up. They will definitely pounce on them crazy as long as there is an enemy that exists. We have not yet fought. The comrades who were buried on the spot were disbanded”
The new team members around were stunned for a moment and then pulled out the military shovel on their bodies and turned around and bent down under a lush cypress tree on the hillside. They started to dig.
They knew that in this harsh battle they could not bring the bodies of their three dead comrades back to their motherland. As Leopard Head said, perhaps the battlefield where they died was their best destination.